Chapter 367: The Saint Dies From Her Own Fragility

Otto subconsciously took two steps back. He had never wished so much to stay away from Kallen. As for whether he was afraid that Kallen would regard him as an object of struggle, or whether he was just afraid that Kallen would be infected by the darkness in himself, who could tell?

Silence spread in the boundless darkness, like cold sea water, strangling people's throats bit by bit.

After a while, it was Kallen who broke the suffocating silence again:

"Otto, did you bring wine? I seemed to hear the sound of you putting the bottle down just now."

"Ah...ah..."

Otto came back to his senses. He sat back in front of the iron sill, fumbled on the ground, and found the red wine he brought. He opened the cork. The wine had already frozen a little. Otto first used the ability of the Void to warm it up, then poured the blood-red liquid into the wine glass that suddenly appeared in his hand, and then passed it into the gap between the iron sills.

After one or two breaths, a hand came up and took the wine glass away. Otto took back the hand that handed over the wine, silently savoring the slight chill when his fingertips touched.

Karen's surprised voice suddenly came from the darkness:

"Huh? Is this the bottle of red wine I gave you before?"

"Yeah."

"... Really good."

After the voice fell, Otto heard the sound of Kalen drinking the wine in the glass.

He didn't know what else he could say. He even wanted to escape from here quickly, but he hesitated and didn't want to leave because of a little unrealistic hope.

And Kalen...after drinking the red wine in the glass, her mind couldn't help but be a little dazed.

She only heard Otto repeating:

"I won't let you die, Karen, I won't let you die!"

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and then she sighed:

"Thank you... for coming to see me, my great inventor."

"Bang!"

Otto's heartbeat stopped for a moment. Hearing the name that only the two of them understood, Otto's blood began to flow rapidly through his limbs, so that in this cold dungeon, he even felt a heat.

But then, there was a deeper despair, a rapid loss of body temperature, and everything was no longer meaningful.

She said: "Thank you for coming to see me."

This was indeed a thank you - only a fool who knew nothing would think so.

"Thank you for coming to see me, that's enough."

"Thank you for coming to see me, but I'm sorry, I can't, won't, and don't want to fulfill my engagement with you."

"Thank you for coming to see me, but please tell Bishop Nicholas on my behalf that Karen Kaslana would rather die than live in disgrace."

"Thank you, my great inventor, but that's it."

Otto covered his head in pain. He knew that this was what Karen really wanted to say.

The two fell into silence again, much longer, more oppressive, and more... than before.

Perhaps, both of them understood that there was no need to continue talking.

After a while, Otto heard the sound of chains sliding on the other side, followed by Karen's sigh:

"Maybe in another world..."

Otto didn't hear the words after that because he had already turned and left.

Listening to his footsteps getting farther and farther away, Karen moved back and leaned her back against the wall that was no different from solid ice.

This dungeon has almost always held extremely vicious prisoners on death row, so the environment is certainly not good, especially the severe cold that can freeze water even on a bright spring day. If an ordinary person were in this place, he would probably not survive until the execution ground.

But for Kallen, it was just like that.

She did take the medicine, and now she can't use Honkai energy, so generally speaking, she is no different from an ordinary person, but only for this cold, her body still shows incredible adaptability, and it can even be said that she is somewhat happy with it, like a fish in water.

She suddenly remembered what her father had said:

"Karen, do you know why only the Kaslana family can use the Holy Fire Judgment from ancient times to the present? That's because there is ice and snow flowing in the blood of Kaslana, enough to freeze the Holy Fire Judgment. Just like that sentence - the reason why a sword can become my weapon is because only I can break it."

"Huh?"

At that time, she was still young and did not pay attention to what her father really wanted to say. Instead, she focused on the first half of the sentence:

"So, father, is there really a Kaslana who can freeze the Holy Fire Judgment?"

"Ah? Hahaha... this... Anyway, I haven't seen it, but there is such a saying."

What a pity... What a pity...

Rarely do Kaslanas die of natural causes. The first thing most Kaslanas have to understand in their lives is to regard dying on the battlefield as the best way to die.

And the best of the best is to use your own life to strike a blow of the Holy Fire Judgment.

But unfortunately, whether she died in battle or by the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire, Kallen would not have such an opportunity.

Even what ordinary people wanted most, to die of old age in bed, was impossible for her.

She would leave this world in an extremely ugly and humble way, a way that Kaslana had never experienced before - whether it was by burning or hanging, it would be ugly and humble, right?

Destiny needs to use such cruel punishments to establish its supreme authority, and even for ordinary people, as long as such punishments do not come to them, it will be much more exciting than ordinary dramas, right?

"Do you regret it?"

A deep male voice sounded beside her, and her eyelashes trembled as she couldn't help but think of what happened early this morning.

She lowered her head and held her cheek, letting her emotions slowly settle, and then she slowly spoke:

"Mr. Mikael, you want to ask me...what do you regret? Do you regret that you should not have interfered with the indulgences, or do you regret not agreeing to your proposal this morning?"

"Of course it's the latter. Do you really regret the indulgence?"

"Then who can tell clearly?"

Kallen, who had been extremely strong in front of Otto not long ago, now had a slightly choked voice.

"Actually, it's not too late to accept my proposal."

Mikael patted her lightly on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, the memory substitute... no one will know. I have deceived many people by pretending to be real. You can even regard the substitute as another self. After all, your bodies are exactly the same, and all your past memories and personality They have all been copied, there is no difference between her and you."

"But it's still different after all..."

Kallen only remembered that she was betrayed by her uncle and aunt. When she woke up from the coma and opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Mikael.

And what he said and what he was going to do...didn't he just repeat it again?

As for the so-called memory...

"Then who can tell clearly?"

Mikael shrugged and directly borrowed Kallen's own words.

"So, you don't want to let the memory replace you. Why? Do you think I can't do it? Or do you think I can't be trusted."

"No," Kallen shook her head: "I have seen your methods, and it's not that I don't trust you. After all, with your strength, if you are determined to replace me with the memory, you can do it directly, right? ?”

Mikael nodded, and there was a little more ups and downs in the originally calm voice:

"So, Karen, do you have to die?"

"Um……"

Kallen chuckled and shook her head quickly:

"How is that possible? No one would give up hope of living easily."

Then there was another wry smile, "But... no, at least not under this situation."

Mikael didn't answer, just remained silent, so Kallen continued speaking on her own, as if she wanted to pour out all the thoughts in her heart:

"When I was very young, Otto and I had an agreement. When I grew up, I would save the world. He was a sick man at the time, so he would take good care of himself and then go save the world with me! After that, he I dragged him to the street to play! From that time on, he always liked to hide in the underground laboratory and make strange and interesting inventions. "

Even though there was almost no light around, Mikael could still feel the corners of Kallen's lips curling up, because there was a smile in her words that could not be suppressed.

But then she changed the topic and her voice became dim:

"But, after all, we were too young and too naive. Just yesterday, when I snatched away his ill-gotten gains from that salesman, I was still complacent, thinking that maybe I could really change something. But I was wrong. , from beginning to end, I was just a pawn... I don’t know if fate really exists, but for someone like Bishop Nicholas, he only needs to make some arrangements based on my character. Guide my destiny with ease."

"But you should still live, Karen."

Kallen turned her head sharply and looked into the darkness where she could see nothing. For a moment, she actually thought that the person sitting next to her was not the elusive Mikael, but the familiar Otto. The two of them spoke exactly the same tone just now...

"Why?"

"Because of resistance. You want to change the world, and the world wants to kill you, so your best resistance to the world is to live bravely!"

"Maybe," Kallen smiled miserably, "Of course I know that if I listen to Otto, marry him, and wait until Bishop Nicholas dies, there will definitely be another chance, and he will support me. Or another way, I can escape, for example, Mikay Mr. Er, you can actually take me away now, right? Or use a so-called memory substitute, and then I can go to other places, and I can try to lead those who are oppressed by destiny to raise a flag of resistance. This is also a good idea. A choice is also a kind of struggle.

"But... I'm sorry, I really can't do it. If trying to resist is a kind of struggle, then I just want to die now, which may not be a kind of resistance - yes, I just want to die! Bishop Nicholas is indeed He has a thorough understanding of people's hearts, and he has clearly calculated all my moves, but he will still be disappointed in the end. He may have thought that I would choose to live like other people, so I would rather die. I only want to die. This is mine. Fight, just… fight.”

"Ha... But, Karen, this is just a decision you made out of excitement. Think about it again and wait until you calm down, okay?"

Kallen turned her head to look at the darkness beside her again. She was very sure that the person next to her was Mikael and not Otto, but what they said, their tone, and voice could not be said to be irrelevant. Say exactly the same thing.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed through her mind, and she suddenly realized that Mikael was not talking to her. Although the name he called was Kallen, the person he was talking to was not Kallen Kaslana. It's more like having a conversation with another person across endless time.

But so what? Not long ago, she might have been interested in that story, but it didn't matter now.

But for some reason, she choked up again:

"Perhaps, but, Mr. Mikael, you know, Otto has always treated me as a hero. Because I am a hero, I cannot be vulnerable. Maybe it is a bit hypocritical to say this, but I am actually just an ordinary person. Maybe …The reason why I just want to die is not that complicated, it’s just because of my own fragility.”

Compared with her previous sparing words when facing Otto, she obviously talked a little too much.

This certainly does not mean that Mikael is a closer and more important person in her heart than Otto. In other words, it is quite the opposite. It is precisely because Mikael has not known her for a long time and has not much relationship with her. Only then did she want to say more.

It's funny, people never open up to the person they love the most. On the contrary, they are more likely to tell everything about themselves to someone they don't know very well.

Of course Mikael understands this, so Mikael finds it ridiculous.

People are obviously afraid of loneliness and want to share everything about themselves with others, so they can't help but want to establish a more intimate relationship with others. However, there are so many words and so many thoughts that they cannot express their most intimate feelings. People speak out.

You may be afraid that he will alienate you because you don't understand, or you may find it difficult to talk about it in the beginning, or you may have some selfish thoughts that the other person simply doesn't want to see.

Yes, selfish.

"Otto, you must be very disappointed."

She asked this question, but received no answer from Mikael.

She even thought for a time that Mikael had left, but she knew that was not the case. She could still hear the heavy breathing beside her.

It took a while for Mikael to speak:

"Maybe it's not as simple as disappointment. Kallen, if I say, he will spend the rest of his life, five hundred years, committing countless sins, just to deceive his relatives, deceive friends, and even deceive the gods at the end of time, just to To give you a second life, do you believe it?”

"Why don't you believe it?"

Kallen actually burst into tears and laughed, "This...maybe the best ending for him."

…………

"Bang!"

The prison door slowly closed, and Otto took two steps forward, only to realize that everything around him had been shrouded in gray light.

It turns out that the sky has dawned, but the light is not pleasant or warm.

He walked forward aimlessly. When he passed a flower bed, he suddenly stopped and bent down to carefully look at the flowers at his feet.

It was a field of purple irises dotted among the slender green grass. The petals were stained with dew, but other than that, there was nothing special about them, just ordinary iris flowers.

But Otto still picked one and held it tightly in his hand. It had nothing to do with anything else, just because... this is Kallen's favorite flower...

"Oh, who is this? Otto?"

The sudden sound startled Otto. He stuffed the flowers into the inner pocket of his coat without leaving a trace, then stood up slowly and turned around again.

"Lisa? What are you doing here?"

"Um?"

Lisa looked at her stupid brother and smiled sarcastically:

"Do you want to take a look around? This is clearly the clan of the Apokalis family. If I'm not here, where should I be? Like your fiancée, am I running out all day long to make myself look embarrassed?"

"If you want to anger me in this way, then I advise you not to waste your efforts."

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

Lisa laughed exaggeratedly, covering her mouth and laughing so hard.

While laughing, she took two steps forward and gently patted Otto on the shoulder.

"Okay, no more joking."

She suddenly came close to Otto's ear and said in an almost inaudible voice:

"Listen Otto, sister is here to help you. Don't you want to save Kallen? I have a way."

"Why should I trust you?"

"So I said, listen carefully Otto, you want to save Karen, and I want Marcel to take over the position of Bishop of Destiny. We each get what we need, do you understand?"

Otto narrowed his eyes. This was the advantage brought by the information gap. Lisa didn't seem to know what her father had talked to him last night. She thought her father was going to transfer the position of bishop as he said at the party a few days ago. Pass to Otto.

"Listen, after you rescue Kallen, you must leave Klosten immediately and you are not allowed to come back for the rest of your life. This is the price. How about it? Do you accept it?"

"Tell me first, what do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple..."

Lisa blew gently into Otto's ear. She almost bit Otto's earlobe and said something. Otto's eyes widened slightly, and then he pushed Lisa who was already close to him. open.

But what he said was agreement:

"I get it, deal's done."

…………

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

Su knocked on the door three times. He didn't get a response, but the cold air behind the door subsided a little. He knew that this was Kevin's way of saying "please come in".

He turned the handle and gently pushed the door open. The frosty air that suddenly rushed out made him take two steps back.

After a while, Su wiped the thin white frost on his face and then stepped into Kevin's room again.

"Just now... did you hear what Eleanor said?"

Kevin closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, with the Skyfire Great Sword leaning casually on the chair. He didn't answer.

Su was used to this, so he asked directly:

"She hopes we can save Kallen Kaslana, yes, your descendant."

"Kaslana..."

Kevin repeated softly:

"Kaslana... has become meaningless to me."

"So?"

"Besides, compared to what we have to do, their troubles are not as good as children playing house."

"So you plan to..."

"But before we find Mikael's exact location, there is still enough time, at least we can watch the fun."

As he spoke, the blade of the Skyfire Greatsword was already covered with frost.